HE WANTED TO BE ALONE
High up In the hills away from the crowded hostile world,
He lived alone, a quiet man of peace In his cabin of a home.
A fireplace and a pile of wood, always chopping to keep It warm,
He has all that he needs or wants with a roof above his head.
A man wakes to the morning light, begins his day with a cup of coffee,
A companion joins him for breakfast, a four legged friend of loyalty.
When the days are beautiful and filled with the sun they venture out,
Walking among the trees and the beauty seen high above what lives below.
He wanted to be alone In his made of wood home, he and a friend,
In the night as the crickets are the only sound, a chair and a smoking pipe,
In a cabin on a hill lives a man mostly alone, all that Is needed, a smile and a home.